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03 January 2015

The rain was pouring lightly outside the window, addressing a hint of coldness outside that we couldn't feel from inside the room.

Inside, he suddenly felt an urge of coldness rushing in his body. A coldness inside that we couldn't feel.
He cried mom's name asking for a blanket. We warmed him a hot pack for his legs. Tears came down from his eyes and he shivered for a while. My heart was broken.

I couldn't feel what he felt inside him, his coldness, his fear, his thoughts. I just stood there on the bed side. He hold onto his rosary.